Climbing up the Appalachians Is no different from Taking a trip down Life's rocky path; A path harbouring All things caused To beget sad Or ever glowing memories Conceived from the adventures And never ending journeys Carved out in a circle Having no escape route Nor an easy path To a quest Man must undertake Lest he remains trapped With no gain Or freedom In a land Now filled with oppressors And battles Only he can overcome So his sounding cheers Would be heard At victory's joyful embrace
~Ciara
Life: A Huge Circle Itself I'll be editing this when I've got the time. For now, let it be here.